Saturday, January 27, 2007

Clippin' party at our house!

Momma Brutus

The “little ones,” will be getting un-professionally castrated tomorrow. I am the, “un-professional” and I just hope that everything comes out alright. Ha ha, get it? “Comes out alright,” I made a castration funny. Really though, I expect a lot of squealing and crying and then when I clip the piglets I’m sure they’ll carry on too. They are eating solid food and drinking water so they will now be taking up residence at the farm. Is it un-ethical to take a piglet to the stand with you, make it squeal every now and then, and then shoot any hog that comes to it’s distress call? Regardless, I now have four new hunting buddies. They will have to get along without Brutus though; Christina wouldn’t let me move him out with them. I have learned a lot from this whole ordeal. The most important thing I learned is that if you come across baby piglets in the wild, leave them be. Second, control you wife and keep her from doing anything other than saying, “oooh look at the cute little baby piglets.” Third, shoelaces make real good piglet starter food. Truthfully though, we have had a really enjoyable time with the piglets, but it is now time for them to become farm pigs. Pigs in the house is why I moved out of the college dormitory.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Additional additions to the family



While out working at the farm Chrissy and I walked into a herd of napping wild hogs. After Chrissy helped me down from the tree and I got a clean change of underware we realized all of the mommas ran off and left the babies hiding in a fallen tree. I promptly decided to become a pig farmer. I ran to the tree and grabbed a squealing piglett. Little did I realize Chrissy was also pouncing on her own victim. She brought me her prize and swiftly ran for another. Michael too took part in the melee and snatched a one eyed cripple piglett for the farming. After all was said and done we have four squealing, never sleeping, always wanting to be fed pains in my neck. Aww, but aren't they cute...

Addition to the family


We had our first calf. Well not we literally, but our cow Betsy had her first bouncing baby bull. Betsy and Midnight are doing fine.